Kenneth approached with a grin. Gremory was serious and generously revealed her displeasure.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"It's not something to talk about on the street. Let's go somewhere and talk while drinking tea. If you want to have that."
Kenneth smiled slightly, pointing to the box that the servants were carrying.
"Yes, let's go to a nearby café."
"Oh, come out obediently. Is this gemstone so necessary? Even if I ask for more, are you willing to accept it?"
"When you adjust the nausea moderately, bend it yourself. Before I cut off your throat and take it away."
"After all, you have a rough charm. Follow me. There's a quiet café that I took a look at when I came."
Kenneth took the lead. Gremory followed him with a grumpy face.
Arrived at a small cafe. When the tea he ordered was served, Kenneth spoke straight away.
"You treated Catherine's neck, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"I want to say thank you first. She compliments you a lot, and she only says kind things about using the new voice you gave her. Thanks to that, my child has become less interesting."
"Is that the main point?"
"No, I was going to start fresh with a good story."
"Tell me quickly. I'm a busy person."
"Person? You're a witch."
Gremory tilted her head.
"Is your sister so lazy?"
"She tried not to speak, but I forced her to dig it out. When I asked her how her neck happened to be like that, she naturally came up with your story. After hearing everything, I can't do anything more to you."
"But why did you come to me again? Didn't you come to come in?"
"That's the main point."
Kenneth took a piece of paper from his pocket and held it out. Gremory opened the paper and revealed a portrait of a dark-haired woman.
A woman with short curly hair.
It was Lace, a high-ranking witch, who almost killed Chession.
Gremory's eyebrows wrinkled.
"How do you know this woman?"
"Because she's at my house now."
"What?"
"What is this woman's identity? Do you know any witches?"
"Uh-huh."
"Wow. I was just guessing, but she was a real witch. What should I do about this? Is my house ruined now?"
Kenneth scratched his head and sucked on the cold tea. Gremory threw an ugly portrait on the table.
"So why is this woman in your house?"
"This woman suddenly appeared in the Duke of Ortega four days ago. Every man she met was possessed, and in the end, she was possessed by me and my father, and she sat down on the Duke's nest?"
"Does she have a knack for bewitching men?"
"That's right! This crazy woman is now taking the Duke and playing the King! She even asked me to wipe her feet yesterday!"
Gremory was lost in thought. She didn't know that Lace could curse the mental world to bewitch men. She did a good job of giving Chession a black ring that blocks raids and mental curses. Without that, Chession would have seen an even worse situation at the hunting festival.
"By the way, you were also possessed by a witch? How did you come to your senses after wiping her feet?"
"I was annoyed because I was wiping her feet. As the successor of the 4th Duke, I was trying to wipe the feet of a woman I saw for the first time, and my stomach turned upside down. That's when I came to my senses."
"You are also amazing. Are you proud enough to break the curse of a high-ranking witch?"
"What? A high-ranking witch? Is she that old? How old is she? Older than you?"
Kenneth poked his face and asked. Gremory tilted her upper body back far away.
"Oh. It's noisy. Weaker than me."
"Then come to my house and get rid of that witch! Please! Just clean it up, and I'll give you all the jewelry I bought today!"
"But why did you suddenly buy jewelry? Could you afford to buy jewelry while your house was taken away by a witch?"
"That mad witch told me to buy it! The jewels of the Duke of Ortega are all collected and airlifted from other estates."
"Lace is collecting gems?"
Why? It was too much to simply enjoy luxury. The jewels in the Duchy of Ortega alone would be overflowing.
"Huh! Even if I give her all the precious jewelry, she says she doesn't like it, so bring something else!"
"Is she looking for a special piece of jewelry?"
"Whatever Jewel she is looking for, please get rid of that witch!"
Gremory was troubled. She thought it would be a good idea to meet Lace first. Shr also ask about the situation of the demon world, and she will bury her in the ground.
"I'll help you for now, but don't get me wrong. I'm not helping you because I like you."
"I... don't expect you to like me!"
"That's it. Now tell me more about what you went through. From the time the witch appeared."
"That witch was wandering around the market like a beggar at first. She was beaten up somewhere and starved herself, and she was severely wounded and skinny. The funny thing is that she doesn't have a pretty face at all, but all the men in the market are gathered to help her."
"And?"
"I was passing by. Then I made eye contact with the witch, and suddenly she started to look so pretty. So I brought her to the Duke without realizing it. Stupidly."
Kenneth grabbed his hair and blamed himself. Then he continued.
"My father and the male servants were all possessed like that. Catherine and the female servants were making a fuss about coming to their senses, but no one came to their senses. Except me."
"Tell me in detail how you felt when you were possessed. That way, you can defend properly."
"How did I feel?"
Then. Just as he was walking through the market. Chesson saw the two of them through the window of the cafe.
'Why are the two of them talking alone? And in a quiet café with no people?'
Chession's heart began to beat fast. Could it be that the damn Kenneth has come to covet Mori again? No, Kenneth, let's say so. Why is Mori listening to Kenneth quietly?
'Oh, there must be a situation. She's not the kind of person who would abandon me and meet him.'
I'll have to go in and see what's going on.
Chession opened the door to the cafe. Just as he was about to go inside, his steps stiffened. It was because of the conversation he had heard.
"She looked pretty pretty. Obviously, my taste wasn't like this, but it changed even my original taste. That's why I even thought about taking her home and living with her."
"Really?"
"Mori, so let's go to my house. Chession, leave him alone."
"That's good. Let's go right now."
Gremory decided to go alone out of consideration for Chession. What if Lace made up her mind and tried to bewitch Chession? No matter how black the ring is, it is dangerous if a Lace-level witch decides to attack it.
But Chession, who couldn't figure out what he meant, began to tremble in his legs.
'What? Why are you two having such a...!'
Gremory and Kenneth stood up. Hearing the sound, Chession ran out of the cafe.
He turned the corner and hid, breathing heavily. Gremory's voice struck Chession's heart.
"I was just getting tired of it."
"...!"
Chession blocked my mouth and swallowed my scream.
Gremory disappeared into the crowd with Kenneth.
Chession stumbled away
'What is it? What did I do wrong to Mori that made her tired?'
How can this be? How many years have we suffered, cried, and laughed together, but she abandoned me overnight.
Is this really what a contract with a witch is? It's an unfair contract anyway, so it doesn't matter if the witch doesn't keep it!
Kenneth and Gremory suddenly moved apart. As Chession stood there blankly, staring only at Gremory's back, Kenneth asked Gremory.
"Why do you have a headache? Did that witch bully you, too?"
"Uh, she made me suffer. I searched for a long time, but I couldn't see her."
"Please take this opportunity to grab some. But what is that terrible shopping cart?"
"Chession Birthday Gift Ingredients."
"Wow, you're going to give him something like that? Is that the Grand Duke's preference?"
"I'm not interested."
Gremory, who was walking to get into the carriage, asked Iris, who was following her from behind.
"I think I need to go to Duke Ortega urgently, so you can tell Chession some news."
- I've got it!
Kenneth rummaged in the air
"Who are you talking to?"
"You don't have to know. Where is your carriage?"
"Uh, over there on the main road."
Iris hurried to the Grand Duke's residence. On the way, she spotted a wandering ghost exterminator that smelled like an impostor. He was soliciting customers with strange tools lined up on the stalls.
"Guys! With this pottery, you can get rid of the ghosts in your house! This is a trap to catch ghosts!"
Iris, who was passing by with a snort, said that it was nonsense.
- Huh? Ugh!
She was sucked into the pottery.
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